“It’s a lot better than nice.” His mouth brushed against the back of her neck and she felt his member stiffening against her from inside his shorts. He was wearing boxers and a tight t-shirt.
She had nothing on under her t-shirt, and he could probably tell right about now. “I want to stay like this forever,” she murmured, as his hands cupped her breasts over her shirt. Nicole’s nipples stiffened—as always, she responded instantaneously to his touch.
“We’re going to be like this forever. You’re my soul mate,” he said, kissing her neck again and again.
“Do you believe in that? Do you believe we’re really soul mates?” She looked back at him.
“Yeah. Yeah, I do. I guess maybe in the past I dismissed the idea, but now that we met I know what that term really means. There’s nobody else in the world who gets me the way that you do.”
“And you get me,” she said, pushing her butt against him and wiggling. He pressed closer to her. She could feel the tip of his hard cock pushing against her, sending waves of pleasure through her lower half. Nicole was suddenly wet, wanting him like she’d never wanted anything in her life.
“I get all of you,” he said. “Don’t I?” His hands cupped her breasts more firmly now, his fingers making circles around her nipples.
“All of me. Any part of me. Every part of me.”
“Tell me what I get,” he said, his voice growing husky as his hands worked over her breasts.
“You get my lips,” she said.
“And I can make those lips do anything, can’t I?” It was more of a statement than a question.
Nicole grew more aroused at the sudden image of her lips sliding up and down his shaft. He was rocking against her now, the tip of him sliding around the edges of her from behind. She moaned and laid her head back against him, as his hot lips brushed across her neck, nibbled and sucked her earlobe.
“I’ll do anything you say,” she finally responded, almost breathless from excitement.
“What other parts of you do I get?”
“My tits.”
“And?”
“My pussy.”
“What about the rest of your body?”
“Everything I have is yours,” she said.
In response to this, his hands moved down and reached beneath her shirt. His hands were large and warm, so familiar but also unpredictable. Depending on his mood, Red could be gentle and softer than soft, or he could be as rough and aggressive as a man just let out of prison after twenty years.
Tonight, he seemed to be a perfect mix of gentle and aggressive. Nicole liked it when he was rough, she liked the constant push and pull of his sexual desires. He was at once dark and light, soft and hard, loving and ruthless.
She wanted all of him. She loved all of him—even the difficult parts.
His hands slid across her belly, remaining there just long enough to show her that he was still very much aware of what was at stake now. There was a life growing inside of her, and sooner than either of them could imagine, it would be born into this world and needing two strong parents to protect it.
But Nicole felt deep inside her heart and soul that Red would be there—he would be there for the both of them, even if he had to fight tooth and nail to do it.
Despite all the hardships and all the fighting and miscommunication, neither of them could or would give up on what they shared. She knew that now.
He caressed the tops of her thighs, leaving a trail of heat everywhere he went. Soon he’d just touched the place where her thigh met with her hip, sliding closer and closer to the hottest spot, and she dripped for him. Her teeth clenched.
Please just let him touch me there so I can release everything that’s been pent up, she thought. I need him so badly. Please.
But Nicole knew better than to ask. Red did everything in his own time, and when it came to her, he took his time.
He knew exactly where her buttons were—all of them—and he enjoyed pushing them one at a time, slowly edging her closer and closer to total exultation while also pushing her closer to madness.
“I want you,” she moaned.
“Beg for it,” he told her.
“Please, I want you to touch me. I want you inside of me.”
“Tell me more.”
In the darkness of the cabin, she felt just how much it was just the two of them, and for miles and miles, no one else. The inside of the cabin was dark, but some moonlight shone in through a window.
They were so close and warm in this tiny twin bed, their limbs wrapped around one another, the heat from their bodies mingling. Nicole was sweating, her entire body slick with need and desire.
Red wanted her badly—she knew that much. So she told him how much she wanted him too. “I want your cock in my mouth and my pussy. I want you to fill every bit of space inside of me,” she whispered, as his hands worked up and down her body beneath her t-shirt.
Soon, his fingertips were pressing lightly on the entrance to her most intimate place, rubbing the sweet wet juices around and around the outside of her skin, up and down the slit, making her hips move in time with his hands.